Lackey's Seducing Survival Odyssey

Chapter 1439: Do you really think you can escape from me, you bitches? This revenge is for my little brother

”A-Aether?”

Nightfire muttered the name in a fragile, hopeful tone, her voice barely carrying through the chaos.

She squinted through the blinding light, forcing her eyes to adjust as she searched for the familiar presence she wanted so desperately to see.

But when her vision finally cleared....

Before her stood no man, but a raging manifestation of reddish-golden flames. They roared like a living storm, twisting violently in the air, radiating heat and fury that pressed against her skin.

Thalia stood at the heart of those flames, her forehead split and bleeding, her body riddled with wounds that stained her clothes.

Still, she stood tall, one arm raised as power surged through her veins. A violent burst of reddish-golden fire erupted from her palm and slammed head-on into the blue energy beam firing from the tall metallic figure’s gun-shaped hand.

The collision lit the battlefield in blinding light, sparks and magical residue exploding outward as the opposing forces screamed against each other.

Thalia turned her head toward the two of them, a wide, almost reckless smile spreading across her bloodied face.

Her eyes gleamed with pride despite the pain twisting through her body.

”Look at you,” she said, ”Standing there, protecting your sister like that. I don’t know why, but seeing this makes something inside me feel lighter, even now.”

Her expression hardened as the flames around her pulsed, her gaze sharpening with brutal seriousness.

”Aether won’t always come running when you’re trapped or scared. If you can’t stand up on your own, you won’t be anything but a burden to him.” Her jaw tightened as memories flashed behind her eyes. ”Remember this. He made sure I never forgot what it meant to rely on him every single time, and how painful that lesson was.”

”Even so,” she continued quietly, ”I will still come for you. For both of you. For everyone.

Because that’s what sisters do, right?”

Nightfire felt her vision blur as tears welled up despite her efforts to stay composed. She nodded slowly, her lips trembling as she tried to smile back through the fear gripping her chest.

”Can I run now? Please tell me I can run.”

Selene and Thalia both blinked. Only then did they notice how Nightfire’s shoulders shook uncontrollably, her body betraying how close she believed she had come to dying there.

Thalia let out a slow breath, the corners of her lips lifting in a tired but reassuring smile.

”Take her out of here,” she said firmly. ”I’ll handle this. You don’t need to look back.”

Before she could finish, a massive metallic hand lunged forward and clamped around her body with crushing force. The blue beam shut off instantly as the figure hauled her upward, metal grinding and whining as it tightened its grip.

*Hahah... look at this bitch.*

Thalia let out a pained groan as she was pulled close, her face nearly brushing against the glass lenses embedded in the metallic face.

It felt like the thing was studying her...

*Damn, these monsters were fucking good~*

She struggled violently, slamming her forearm against its fingers as heat flared around her body. The metallic grip slowly tightened, plates shifting and locking as it began to crush her, each breath growing harder than the last.

Nightfire gently lowered Selene against a rock, her hands lingering just long enough to make sure she was steady.

”Stay here,” Nightfire said, ”Don’t move, no matter what happens.”

She turned without waiting for a response and sprinted toward the towering metallic figure.

Selene watched her go, her heart pounding painfully as she followed Nightfire’s movement with her eyes. Then her gaze dropped to her twisted foot, bent at an unnatural angle.

The sight alone made her chest tighten, pain surging so violently she nearly screamed.

She swallowed it back, biting down hard on her lip as tears threatened to spill. She refused to let them fall. She would not look weak in front of the others, not now, not when everyone was already risking their lives.

Her fingers trembled as she whispered, ”I-I should use my weapon... I should do something.”

The thought barely formed before panic surged again.

She shook her head sharply, breath hitching as she whispered, ”N-No. N-Not now. If I mess this up, I’ll just make it worse.”